
“Whether we like it or not, the one justification for the existence of all religions is death. They need death as much as we need bread to eat.” ― José Saramago
Continue reading“Whether we like it or not, the one justification for the existence of all religions is death. They need death as much as we need bread to eat.” ― José Saramago
Continue readingWe snake thru the glorious night,
red lights shining in angry eyes
searching for honey that’s in the
blood-fields, the tundra that’s
thawing as spring comes upon us
like hell-fire visions –
Continue readingI wake before dawn and think
how I’m different from yesterday
and the day before that,
each day, hour, minute lurching
closer to a murky grave,
Continue readingmy body, dissolved in acid
is a fitting way for life’s end
terminate the contract of
my earthly stay
amid the snowy landscape
if you must
Continue readingSince I’ve been writing more poetry, I’ve been reading more poetry lately. I’ve read some newer stuff, but I’ve also been reading many of the classics, including William Blake, T.S. Eliot, and W.B. Yeats.
I recently read an anthology of 20th century American poetry that was comprehensive regarding the poets it included. One of the poets that struck me the most was John Berryman, and the anthology included poems from his much-celebrated volume called The Dream Songs.
Continue readingIn my dreams, I’m buried alive.
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